I saw a puppy dog in your eyes
I consulted with the night
“Is this a disguise?”
I waited and waited but heard no reply.
I heard an old soul in your voice
I questioned my spirit guides
“Have I before made this choice?”
They laughed and whispered, “Silly pride.”
I retrieved a fiery star
from a faraway realm
“I felt something stir,
and he felt like home.”
“O foolish girl,
we’ve told you before;
you’ll know when you feel it,
you know you need more.”
I combed with my eyes,
searched above and below,
searched within faces,
searched for what I know.
Unexpected, unexpected,
was the whisper from the moon.
Unexpected, unexpected —
but was that going to be soon?
There’s a craving and a longing,
like I’ve come unmoored.
There’s an anxious buzzing dancing,
and I’m yearning to be cured.
Seeking through external,
same mistake as before.
I know it when I feel it,
I know going in means more.
I released the burning star
“What does unexpected mean?”
“You’re missing the point,
stop playing ordinary being.”
I imagined I saw pain in your eyes.
I confessed to the night
“He reflects my disguise.”
“Your wisdom grows,” the dark replied.
I felt a soft soul on your skin,
but the imprints came from mind.
I recognized my old soul from within,
and promised, “This time I’ll be kind.”
The pain I’ve caused in countless lives,
has come against me stacked
with loneliness as a simple karmic scale
bringing balance when with patience I react.
I accept and cultivate pure love
as an antidote to suffering – both mine
and yours – and with gratitude to guides above
heart embrace, entwine and with universe align.
Virtue and emptiness and wisdom and union
through my intention, ultimate and supreme
with universal compassion, the ultimate communion
and above all else, I will remember the dream.
The Halfwit Writer 